WHEW! Bet you missed that word!

Here’s another update you haven’t gotten in a long time: Leah weighs 4.54kg, which translates to 10.009 lbs. That’s right – BabyBug hit her 10 lbs mark right on time – in almost exactly 5 months. She would be ready for surgery now except that her surgeons are going out of town mid-month and they don’t want to leave right after her procedure because monitoring is so critical. But I’m pretty freaking impressed with their guesstimate as to how long it would take Leah to reach 10 lbs. She’s actually been up and down between about 4.5 kg and 4.6 kg for a couple of days, but she seems to be squarely on the 10 lb mark. They just raised her feed to 80mL from 75mL and started adding whey protein powder to her milk. They felt she wasn’t gaining enough with just plain breast milk, so they advised adding the protein. I guess it’s better than the formula, at least. The down side to the protein is that it makes it harder for Leah to produce the dirty diapers we so love to change. The past couple of days she has had a hell of a time. But we’re pretty sure she has learned the word “suppository.” She was crying in discomfort all afternoon on Friday. Her nurse finally got the go-ahead to give a glycerin suppository and was just about to start prepping it when Leah threw her hands up and said, “OKAY, OKAY, you WIN, I’ll POOP.” It was pretty funny. Today was another rough tummy day. She screamed at the top of her lungs for roughly 45 minutes, but admittedly, part of that was because Mama fed her a little late because we were busy dealing with tubey stuff. It took two Mamas AND the nurse and almost an hour to get the whole feed down. A little while later she gave us two giant yucky diapers and was suddenly a different baby, all wide-eyed and ready for playtime. Her doctor said we can go ahead and give her a little bit of prune juice but he wants to clear it with surgery first.

And now you are fully updated on Ms. LeahBug’s status. Don’t you feel well-informed? Hey – this wouldn’t be a proper baby blog if you didn’t have to hear about poop occasionally.

Other updates: Gran had to have surgery on her broken wrist on Friday. I wonder if she will set off metal detectors now. I’m still in some pain but have stayed out of the ER since last Monday. Good times. Mandy is sound asleep after spending the day with an icky migraine. In more cheerful news, we had a nice little night out on Friday when we went to see Auntie Erin’s band play at the Voodoo Lounge at the House of Blues. Very, very cool. We’re kvelling over here. And earlier today LeahBug got to snuggle with her cousins Sasha and Savannah for the first time. She fell asleep in Sasha’s arms. Sasha, you should take that as a compliment.

This is what our hair looks like in the morning. Shhhh. Don’t tell anyone.

Knocked out in one of her baby shower onesies.

“Oh hai, nursie!”

Tubeless and sleepy

Knocked out on Uncle Ralph

“I’m the King of the World!”

Sweet little face

“Really? Look at these eyes? Do these look like eyes that are awake enough for tummy time? Really?”

Okay… THESE look like eyes that are awake enough for tummy time.

Sleeping with one eye open – just in case the Mamarazzi decide to pull some of their little tricks

“Tummy time? Here’s what I think of that idea!”

“Another picture??? I thought we talked about this!”

She’s into all the latest fashions.

I could stare at this little sleeping punim for hours.

More shayneh punim

Cousin Savannah

Cousin Sasha and the sleeping Empress Baby.

Cousins Savannah and Sasha.

Cousin Savannah just got upstaged.

Cousin Oleg being a hammy ham

Auntie Corine

“Let’s talk about this outfit.”

“Enough talking. Time for glaring.”

“Auntie Co, my fingers are so nummy!”

“I gotta get out of this outfit, see? I need a footie sleeper, see?”

Well, two out of three paying attention ain’t bad.

Theeeere we go.

“Let’s talk again about this outfit.”

“Mama, it needs black leggings and pink sparkly shoes. Come on. Get it together.”

“This is as close as you’re getting to a smile. Like it.”

A deep and meaningful conversation with Aunti Staci.

You can’t help but love this little face.

Tiny baby all tucked in.

Knocked out after a long, hard day of babyness.